Chapter 884 Don't Mess With Master

However, under the pressure of fear of death, Song Yuhe had to suppress his anger and asked, "Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"

Fangzheng smiled lightly, staring into Song Yuhe's eyes, and said, "Medical skills."

"Yes, I know. I'm asking you, do you want to talk about Chinese medicine or Western medicine." Song Yuhe asked repeatedly.

In the end, Fangzheng was still repeating: "Medical skills."

"Master, can you stop being ridiculous? There are many kinds of medical skills, but the most common ones on the market are traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine. Everything has its own focus, and the focus is different. Naturally, different lectures and different audiences." Song Yuhe impatiently asked.

However, Fangzheng still said indifferently: "Medical skills."

Song Yuhe was completely furious, and for the first time roared angrily: "Can you answer my question? Don't tell me, you plan to talk about everything?"

Song Yuhe just sprayed it casually, but regretted it after spraying it. The monk in front of him is weird, if he is a ghost or something, he probably wants to explain it here.

But the dead pig was not afraid of the boiling water, and even yelled, he recognized it, stuck his neck, stared at Fangzheng, and waited for the result.

Fangzheng smiled and nodded, "Yes."

"Uh..." Song Yuhe was stunned for a moment, looking at Fangzheng as if he was looking at a monster, he really wanted to break open the monk's brain to see how he works. Full talk? He was so embarrassed, in the whole world, there is no one who can talk about all the medical skills in a lecture. Even a small point in a medical skill may not be able to finish it.

Song Yuhe looked at Fangzheng like a fool and said, "Master, do you know how long this will take?"

Fangzheng said: "It's been a long time, so the poor monk is going to follow the example of the ancients and preach the scriptures."

When Song Yuhe heard the words, he almost couldn't catch his breath and suffocated to death. Heart said: Hey! The monk asked more and more questions, and the more he talked, the more incredible he became. Learning from the ancients, preaching the scriptures? Why don't you go to heaven?

The ancients could do this, which one is not a patriarch? Did you even bother to say it? However, in the fairy legends, there are gods preaching the law, attracting countless demons and ghosts to worship.

Thinking of ghosts and goblins, Song Yuhe suddenly shuddered, and suddenly remembered that the monk in front of him seemed to be not an ordinary thing!

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe looked at Fangzheng, only to be surprised to find that Fangzheng had disappeared!

It seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and there was no one around. Looking down at the ground, he gasped even more! Because where Fangzheng was standing just now, there was not a single footprint on the snow! So, what was Fang standing on just now? Could it be...

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe's hairs stood on end, he turned around and ran away. He is also very old, but his body is well maintained, and he usually walks like flying. Now it is running at the speed of a flying man...

After Song Yuhe ran far away, Fangzheng released Yimeng Huangliang's supernatural power, wiped his nose, and muttered: "This is the first time I have tried so hard to pretend, I hope it is not in vain."

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng turned around and went back to One Finger Temple. As soon as he entered the door, Fangzheng was surrounded by a group of disciples, all staring at him with wide-eyed eyes, as if they were saying, "You still know how to come back? Where did you die?"

Among all the angry gazes, only the squirrel's gaze was slightly different, so Fangzheng chose to ask the squirrel, "Jing Kuan, do you have something to say?"

"Master, you went down the mountain alone, didn't you think about us? We are so worried about you! But what about you? You have been down the mountain for so long, and you didn't bring us something delicious. Are you worthy of us?" Squirrel Road filled with righteous indignation.

Fangzheng thought that the squirrel had changed his mind when he heard the front, and his thinking had finally caught up with the party organization. As soon as the following words came out, Fangzheng realized that the squirrel was still that squirrel, and he overestimated the squirrel...

"Master, you are too disgraceful, you ran away alone. You even played a trick here, are you afraid that we will follow? Tell me honestly, did you steal something delicious?" Hong Haier With his little hands behind his back, he said angrily.

Lone Wolf also said: "Master, you used to take one of us with you wherever you went, but this time you went down the mountain alone. There must be something wrong."

The monkey said: "Master, I think you should recruit."

Xianyu coughed dryly and said, "Master, as a senior, I have to remind you that if you are angry with others, you will go hungry."

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows when he heard it, and said with a smile: "Well, you have said a lot, and you have said it very well. How about this, you continue to talk. As a teacher, you also continue to listen, so as to show that our One Finger Temple is a free , open and democratic monastery. We are different!"

Hearing what Fangzheng said, the little fellows suddenly got excited, especially the little squirrel, who shouted out of righteous indignation: "Master, you can go down the mountain alone, but you must tell us. Take a look, because I am worried about you. I'm starving and skinny after a while."

Fangzheng: "..."

The lone wolf followed suit and shouted: "And me, I'm also hungry and thin. If it weren't for Mao Duo's support, I wouldn't be able to tell. I'm too embarrassed to come out, but...you don't need to call me when you go down the mountain."

The monkey said: "Master, I'm not thin, but I think you should consider our feelings."

Xianyu also yelled: "Are you still embarrassed to say it? Master went down the mountain alone, I was worried. If I worry too much, the burden will be heavy. If the burden is heavy, I will be hungry quickly..."

...

Fangzheng listened with a smile, and asked Honghaier to cook in the middle.

It won't be long before dinner...

"Continue talking, listen up as a teacher. As a teacher, you value freedom very much. You have reasons to speak." Fangzheng sat there, eating a meal with vegetables in his hands, speaking righteous words.

However, on the opposite side of the table, a few little things stood there lined up, looking at Fang Zheng with teary eyes.

"Master, I was wrong, I was talking nonsense just now, don't mind me." The squirrel called.

Xianyu also yelled: "Master, I was wrong too. From now on, I will follow your lead and follow what you say. Hey, eat slowly. Leave me a bite..."

The miserable screams continued, but Fangzheng ate extra cheerfully, and said with a smile: "Don't do this, our monastery attaches great importance to freedom of speech. You continue to talk, just listen to me as a teacher..."

Hearing the words, the little fellows shouted in their hearts with teary eyes: Freedom of speech is a bitch! This is also called freedom? Is this hegemony? woo woo woo...

Pu Mingdai went down the mountain, and immediately went to Heishan City to find his master, Pu Changming.

A chair, a cup of tea, a man in black loose traditional clothing, sitting cross-legged, drinking tea quietly. Although the old man's hair is a bit gray, there is a ray of light in his squinted eyes, like a knife, with a cold light...

Ps: In the past two days, because the codeword time is unstable, the update time has changed a lot. I can't help it, I can only work hard and be as punctual as possible. Even if it's not on time, I'll keep it updated.